
Under a "presidential determination" that he must renew annually, Clinton has decreed that potential evidence related to Kasza's death is classified, top-secret, a matter of national security _ and that "it is in the paramount interest of the United States" that none of it be disclosed. The administration maintains an abiding interest in the lawsuit Stella Kasza has brought against the government. You _ ' " She spits out several curses.īill Clinton certainly did not kill Wally Kasza, but he has been forced to deal with his angry widow.

"If Clinton was here right now I'd look at him and say, "You know what you did to my man? You took my life away. Stella Kasza, silver-haired, strong-willed, blames all the high and mighty officials in Washington for what happened to her Wally, and one big shot in particular. "Memories," she says bitterly, tossing the vials into the bag. He died in April 1995, a wraith, 73 years old. His guts ached for years, too, and when they finally found the kidney cancer, even morphine didn't help the pain.

They prescribed unguents, antibiotics, decongestants, pain killers. For years the doctors couldn't figure out why Wally was coughing so much, why his skin cracked and bled, turning their bedsheets red. From the pantry she retrieves a brown paper bag full of empty pill vials.
